Gypsy King | TONY SOPRANO | Trap 'N' Blues

Dark trap mafia blues for your satisfaction. Lyrics: You say everyone depends on you., Tony Your family. Your friends. The men who work for you. So tell me something, Tony... Who do you depend on? And don't say nobody. People who depend on nobody usually spend a lot of time making sure everybody believes it. You know what I don't understand? I come in here... I pay you... and somehow I leave with more problems than I walked in with. Maybe you finally noticed them. Yeah. Maybe. Morning robe, coffee black Paper open, phone in back Kids upstairs, wife knows when I’m lying before I start again Driveway clean, lawn cut short Business call, another report One life ends at the kitchen door Another waits at the corner store Everybody wants something Money, favor, seat, respect Half of them say “family” While calculating what comes next They call me boss when I'm standing Call me worse when I leave Funny thing about loyalty... Everybody believes until it costs them something to believe I got men afraid to cross me Got a house up on the hill Got enough power to move a room... Can't tell my own heart to sit still Tony Soprano Two families, one name King at the table But there's thunder in the brain Tony Soprano Whole room moves when he speaks Can stare down twenty hard men... Then lose his breath for a week Tony Soprano Everybody sees the crown Nobody sees what happens When the big man goes down Ducks came down to the water Stayed a little while I stood there watching from the window Like a damn fool with a smile Then they flew away together Something hit me in the chest Maybe power don't mean much When everything you love can leave the nest I know guns I know numbers I know who owes who I can smell a lie across the room Before a man gets halfway through But ask me why I'm angry? Ask me what I'm scared to lose? Suddenly the smartest guy in Jersey Can't find one damn word to use There's the family you're born with There's the family that you make There's the family eating Sunday dinner And the one that keeps you awake Tony Soprano Two families, one name King at the table But there's thunder in the brain Tony Soprano Whole room moves when he speaks Can stare down twenty hard men... Then lose his breath for a week Tony Soprano Everybody sees the crown Nobody sees what happens When the big man goes down You wanna know the funny part? Everybody thinks the boss gets to do whatever he wants. No. The boss is the guy everybody calls when they want something. So tell me... Who's working for who? Exactly. Sunday sauce, red wine Smile across the table, everything fine Then a phone vibrates And another man's future changes outside Kiss the kids Tell them goodnight Drive twenty minutes Become somebody else by midnight That's the trick nobody teaches How to split yourself in two How to come home after darkness And ask, “How was school?” like normal people do Every favor has a shadow Every friendship has a test You spend your whole life protecting everybody Then wonder who's protecting you from the rest Sometimes I think I'm angry. Sometimes I think I'm tired. Sometimes... I think anger is just easier. Because anger makes sense. You point it at somebody. Fear? Fear just sits there. Mama's voice still in the walls Old wounds make the longest calls Father taught me men stay strong Nobody told me strong can go wrong You carry things you never chose Then hand them down without knowing One day you hear yourself say something And suddenly you know where it's been growing So I eat too much Drink too late Tell myself tomorrow I'll change Then tomorrow walks in wearing yesterday Just with a different name Maybe that's the real business Not money, not blood, not pride Trying to keep everybody alive... While something in you dies Tony Soprano Two families, one name Everybody wants the power Nobody wants the weight Tony Soprano Whole room moves when he speaks Made a living reading other men Still couldn't always read himself Tony Soprano Big house, little peace You can own half of Jersey... Still can't buy release Tony Soprano Tell me who really won? The man everybody feared... Or the man who couldn't run from himself? Everybody's waiting for something. A call. A knock. Somebody walking through the door. Maybe that's life. You sit down. You order. You look up every time the bell rings... And you never really know... what comes next. #trap #blues #trapnblues #trapblues #darktrap #darkmafia #darkmafiamusic #mafiamusic #gangstermusic #gangsterrap #gypsy #gypsymusic #bluesmusic #urbanblues #nightvibes #trapbeat #trapbeats #trapandblues #whiskeyblues #gypsyking